Lyrics

[Intro ] It's holiday season bitch [Hook] Imma hustle everyday 'til the day I die In the trenches with my niggas trying to stay alive Cockroaches on the floor where I lay at night This my ghetto got a whole different way of life Trying to make it out for good trying to save my life Done things I wouldn't do gotta make it right Done things you couldn't do that don't make it right Oh Lord my God may me survive [Verse 1] In this concrete jungle never had nothing but my heart And this hustle trigger finger itch got a problem When it fuck you fuck a walk by walk up and then I touch you Imma make it burn make it burn like Usher Came up all with the fame though but focused on my goal though Same mother fuckers from the bottom that suffered My savages my savages we just like brothers [Hook] Imma hustle everyday 'til the day I die In the trenches with my niggas trying to stay alive Cockroaches on the floors where I lay at night This my ghetto got a whole different way of life Trying to make it out for good trying to save my life Done things I wouldn't do gotta make it right Done things you couldn't do that don't make it right Oh Lord my God may me survive [Verse 2 My life got to praise got my name on the fame My life on the line it's my time to provide ain't no hope for you and I Slang dope to the fiends gotta grind to survive I'm a grind til I die money is the root to all evil juvenile Put God first he will keep you juvenile Watch where you walk and talk juvenile Can't laugh with the road me a tell you Juvenile [Hook] Imma hustle everyday 'til the day I die In the trenches with my niggas trying to stay alive Cockroaches on the floors where I lay at night This my ghetto got a whole different way of life Trying to make it out for good trying to save my life Done things I wouldn't do gotta make it right Done things you couldn't do that don't make it right Oh Lord my God may me survive